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I've just found out that there's a wrestling move called 'Sliced Bread #2'. How embarrassing. Anyway, that's not where the title of this journal comes from. I thought it up when I was in high school and always wanted to use it for something.

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Saturday, July 03, 2004

Tonight I was sitting with Greyghost's grappling-hook gun in pieces on my desk, wondering if I could fix it myself or if I had to send it out to Itzhak. Then Greyghost called.

"We're coming in. Have coffee ready." Click.

We're all about etiquette around here.

I made coffee, and five minutes later Greyghost and Perseid came in. Perseid had her helmet in her hands.

"How's everything?" I asked.

"The man tried to kill me," Perseid said.

"Which man?"

"We were stopping Screwball and some of his men from robbing an armored car. I was doing the work on the ground and Perseid was taking on Screwball and providing air cover."

"I swooped in, and whenever I blasted one of the bags of money to make the guy drop it," she said, "Screwball--he's got all these things floating and bobbing around him telekinetically, like manhole covers and buckets and machetes--whipped a bowling ball right at my head. He could have killed me." She sounded astonished.

"What did you think he was going to do?" I asked her.

"It's just a robbery," she said. "It's not worth killing anyone over."